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Monday, April 19, 2010

When I lived alone I seldom dusted and could often write in the dust on my bedroom dresser. I don't ever remember my dad dusting. I sometimes dusted for him when I'd visit, but I waited for it to accumulate pretty good.

Now if you really want a good laugh, head on over to Kathy's post at The Junk Drawer: The Grocery Store Walk of Shame. I laughed out loud all through this post this morning. Her writing can make the dumbest things hilarious!

Thanks for the linky love and I'm still tickled pink that you liked my post so much. And I'm still cracking up that so many people worried that I was wearing my bacon shoes at the time of The Incident.